Tuesday, October 6, 2015

REFLECTIONS ON THE VELVET UNDERGROUND

he says oh I wish I was born 1 thousand years ago... but that doesn't
work for me... I'd be dead, actually nonexistent, since my mother would
have died around age 16, since my mother was a type I diabetic and would
have died without the technology/science of insulin injections to keep
her alive... thus, call me biased in favor of science/civilization...
how easily the sons of the rich (ha, 'Jesus's son') ignore their good
fortune... how easily we ignore our good fortune... the lesson of
1968... two sides to every coin... freedom/fascism...
prosperity/poverty... still that first record of theirs is so goddamn
good... particularly what reminded me of it is the black angel death
song... how easily the champions of diversity rush to defend their petty
attributes of race, etc. the champions of diversity will come up with
all kinds of fancy explanations why their attributes are not so
narrow... so they will talk about a 'white guy' who is actually
'Italian' etc....